[Clopin:]Morning in Paris, the city awakesTo the bells of Notre DameThe fisherman fishes, the bakerman bakesTo the bells of Notre DameTo the big bells as loud as the thunderTo the little bells soft as a psalmAnd some say the soul of the city'sThe toll of the bellsThe bells of Notre Dame

Listen, they're beautiful, no?So many colors of sound, so many changing moodsBecause you know, they don't ring all by themselves- They don't? -No, silly boy.Up there, high, high in the dark bell towerLives the mysterious bell ringer.Who is this creature - Who? -What is he? - What? -How did he come to be there - How? -Hush, and Clopin will tell youIt is a tale, a tale of a man and a monster.

Dark was the night when our tale was begunOn the docks near Notre Dame

[Clopin:]But a trap had been laid for the gypsiesAnd they gazed up in fear and alarmAt a figure whose clutchesWere iron as much as the bells

[Man #4] Judge Claude Frollo

[Clopin:] The bells of Notre Dame

[Chorus:]Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)

[Clopin:]

Judge Claude Frollo longedTo purge the worldOf vice and sin

[Chorus:]Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)

[Clopin:] And he saw corruptionEv'rywhereExcept within

[Frollo:]Bring these gypsy vermin to the palace of justice

[Guard:]You there, what are you hiding?

[Frollo:]Stolen goods, no doubt. Take them from her

[Clopin:] She ran

[Chorus:]Dies irae, dies illa (Day of wrath, that day)Solvet saeclum in favilla (Shall consume the world in ashes)Teste David cum sibylla (As prophesied by David and the sibyl)Quantus tremor est futurus (What trembling is to be)Quando Judex est venturus (When the Judge is come)

[Gypsy:]Sanctuary, please give us sanctuary!!!

[Frollo:] A baby? A monster!

[Archdeacon:] Stop!

[Clopin:] -Cried the Archdeacon

[Frollo:]This is an unholy deamon.I'm sending it back to hell, where it belongs.

[Archdeacon:]See there the innocent blood you have spiltOn the steps of Notre Dame

[Frollo:] I am guiltless. She ran, I pursued.

[Archdeacon:]Now you would add this child's blood to your guiltOn the steps of Notre Dame!

[Frollo:] My conscience is clear!

[Archdeacon:] You can lie to yourself and your minionsYou can claim that you haven't a qualmBut you never can run fromNor hide what you've done from the eyesThe very eyes of Notre Dame

[Chorus:] Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)

[Clopin:]And for one time in his lifeOf power and control

[Chorus:] Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)

[Clopin:]Frollo felt a twinge of fearFor his immortal soul

[Frollo:] What must I do?

[Archdeacon:]Care for the child, and raise it as your own

[Frollo:]What? I'd be settled with this misshapen ...?Very well. Let him live with you, in your church.

[Archdeacon:] Live here? But, where?

[Frollo:]AnywhereJust so he's kept locked awayWhere no one else can seeThe bell tower, perhapsAnd who knows, our Lord works in mysterious waysEven this foul creature mayYet prove one day to beOf use to me

[Clopin:]And Frollo gave the child a cruel nameA name that means half-formed, Quasimodo!Now here is a riddle to guess if you canSing the bells of Notre DameWho is the monster and who is the man?